Chapter 22 The Master Passes on the Mantle The position of the leader of the Young Alliance

The night in the mountains is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved, the moon hanging high in the sky, the moonlight is like silver, everywhere can be reached, and the bamboo fence on the mountain turns into a black under the moonlight.

In a green tile house, the old man Qingfeng sat at the desk drinking tea, there was a wooden plate in the middle of the table, and there were six or seven small rolled up notes in the wooden plate, at this time the old man was still holding one in his hand, he was looking at it carefully for a while, put down the note, and picked up another one, and when he had read it all carefully, he picked up a piece of paper from the table and began to pick up the pen and write.

Mentor and disciple inspired:

The person is no longer harmed, and there is no comeback. The jade still needs to be polished, and the blade has not yet been opened. Wait for the moment.

After writing, the old man Qingfeng enveloped the letter in a small bamboo bucket with an orchid pattern, picked up the second one, and began to write.

Qin Boy:

The person is no longer harmed, and there is no comeback. The jade still needs to be polished, and the blade has not yet been opened. Wait for the moment.

After writing it, he enveloped the letter in a small bamboo bucket with green vines and a knife. Facing the door, he said, "No letter, send the letter out." ”

"Nuo" pushed the door in, took the bamboo tube, turned to leave, and closed the door.

The old man Aomine got up and picked up the wooden plate and walked to the bookshelf. Throw all the small notes on the plate into a bronze vessel, and then press the ding ear, only to hear a soft sound, and the bronze is empty at this time.

At this time, there was a knock at the door, and the old man Qingfeng asked threateningly, "It's so late, who?" ”

"Master, it's me."

"Xiao Yue'er, don't have a good rest, what are you doing here?" The old man Qingfeng said gently, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"After the master's suggestion during the day, the disciple has already figured it out and made a decision. Come and return to Master. ”

"Come in."

Yu Wenyue pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the old man sitting at the tea table at this time, waiting for him, Shi Li said, "Master." ”

"Have you thought about it? Let's taste the tea first, and I'm talking slowly. ”

The old man Qingfeng took out a mahogany box from the cabinet on the table and opened it, took out some tea leaves with a spoon and put them on the plate that carried the tea leaves, covered the mahogany box and put it back in the cabinet, began to cook tea, poured the cooked tea into two teacups, and said to Yu Wenyue: "Let's taste this tea first." ”

Yu Wenyue stepped forward, picked up the teacup, put it under his nose and smelled it, the tea was mellow, drinking it into the throat, the bitter taste swept the taste, after a breath, there was a sense of sweetness, thick and simple, it can be said that the aftertaste is endless, as if experiencing the order of reincarnation.

Looking at the empty teacup, he was very reluctant to put it down, and then looked at the old man Qingfeng, and said respectfully: "Those who have been reborn in vain should throw away their past identity and background, status and glory, and start anew. Now I want to live for what I want to protect, in the troubled times, if I don't get fished and fleshed, then I can only be a swordsman. I hope Master will be perfect!" After speaking, Yu Wenyue bowed and saluted.

"Haha... Ha ha... is worthy of my Qingfeng's proud protΓ©gΓ©, and he can wake up so quickly. is not fished and fleshed, only a person who is a knife warrior, a good knife warrior. did not live up to the hard work of being a teacher, and taught him everything for his teacher. Old man Aomine stood up, his face full of excitement.

Yu Wenyue looked at the old man Qingfeng, and her heart was full of gratitude and excitement. Suddenly, the old man Qingfeng solemnly bowed to Yu Wenyue, and the frightened Yu Wenyue hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

"Master, get up. The futile child could not bear this gift. You have tormented me," Yu Wenyue couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time.

"Yue'er, this worship is for the people of the world. From today on, don't let it down. The old man Qingfeng said earnestly.

"The vain will live up to expectations." Yu Wenyue hugged her fists and saluted.

"Tomorrow morning you wait for me in front of my door, and I will take you to a place." Old man Aomine said.

"No, the apprentice will retire first" Yu Wenyue walked out of the Qingwa hut with undulating emotions, looked up at the sky, and walked towards his room with heavy steps.